Happy Avenue in Thorn Street

The hunchback old beggar who taps the earth with his knotty walking stick and he smiles.
His toothless innocent smile resembles an infant.
'Papa is you talking to someone? '
'Yes my son, each pebble has its own dialect and query the same question.
Does the learned man overthrow the death? '

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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